Forgive, O Lord,
my little jokes on thee...
Ty chuckled a little at her apologising, but then paused when she asked her question. Almost froze. He was silent and still for about 5 seconds, before looked at her with... a mixed expression.
"I..." he stammered.
"I admit, even though I took you in, I never saw you as a daughter." he admitted. "It's one of the reasons I didn't have you take my last name. Or, rather, didn't force it on you, or have it legally changed." he explained. "Not that I didn't love you. Or don't love you. Or cared and care about you." he then stressed. "Because I do. The moment you became an adult, I realised that I was falling for you." he said further.
"...but... even with you being a mage, your lifespan was finite. Mine wasn't. I'll live on. Always. Watching many of the people I care about die off, leaving me." he then mumbled quietly. "I noticed the subtle hints you were dropping about wanting more from me... or more for us... but I always acted like I didn't see them, or was too oblivious. In reality, I was ignoring them... because I didn't want to lose you like that, when the time came for you to leave me." he told her.
"...and what you say means my worried were confirmed. That cult I failed to save you from this time created that cursed Pit, and threw you in it." he continued, sighing heavily now.
"Though... I can't say I 100% object to this outcome." he revealed.
"Already, I want to answer 'yes' to your question." he told her.
"So I will. Yes. Yes, I DO think we can make a relationship work." he answered. "And I want to seriously try now." he finished.
...and I'll forgive thy
great big one on me.